. On a joué deux heures plus or. Environ 130 personnes. it was something to see people in front of the stage, then upright on the scaffolding, bleachers. It has received decorations of the room and Ze Marcelo who plays currently in Oficina. Either a round track in front of the stage, and a three-level podium blue white light at the end of the theater. We dug a bit in the closet of the company. Stephane was superb tuxedo thongs-hat-fifties. Cassandra camerawoman the company came to lend a hand to Irene to film. Their images were projected simultaneously on different screens placed around the theater.
We started playing seven or eight pieces of our shared directory, in this immense space, with our mouths broadcast on screen, MTV tropical atmosphere. A moving version of My Beautiful Lover Berry, and a total Piroca crooner with Stef who played in the theater with the ease of the great evening.
was then invited to sing with us Zé.
was like a hole in space-time in the cosmos. He wanted to sing the Brazilian version of J'attendrai Jean Sablon, I was assured it was the same structure as the French version.
It was not the case.
Here we are on the watch scene, Zé we faced on the track and we made signs, request three times to change his tone and said stop and plays solo piano in a free version Super-style, like a rickety blues of John Lee Hooker. It's more of an entire concert is still the scene but in another dimension. Either. We pulled himself together with the next song, the text of Stephane Harvesting and Threshing , he declaimed with Zé our improvisations, with Leticia and Vitor have included the public. We were in a strange sort of collective machine. A trance sometimes laborious, sometimes brilliant, and the voice of Zé, founder of the Brazilian theater, which resonates in his place at his home here in São Paulo.
Then a mini-set from Aunt Hortense, fading to a mini set of Revista Do Samba. The public, voluntary and curious, begins to be hot. At this point, we begin the Rio samba of January (which is on the disc), I said in my wobbly as Portuguese blues by John Lee Hooker was going to make a visual simultaneous translation of the song. While the band plays, MJO and I are stationed on the catwalk to make a stupid dance samba based tourist and abused mimes who followed the events of the song. It occupied at that time the entire space, and it was like a signal to party, people started to join us for dancing, and bitching when the song finally ended. Once the public standing, we played the last two songs provided, and Cow Revolution, in a festive atmosphere. atomized Eddy cavaco its two strings, which added to the original arrangement of riffs Ligeti's best effect. Obviously, you can not stop there, the concert was a bit stretched, the guests paraded on stage for another forty minutes. The Brazilian Beto, Vitor, and Leticia take people know perfectly well, public reporting is necessarily very different from what we know in France. I will try to return in a future post.
Quelle soirée nom de Dieu.
Aujourd'hui, nous sommes dans le nouveau studio with Paul, une dernière fois, pour qu'on doit overdubs Terminer les faire absolument ici. Quelle class ce Paulo. Mjo demain sets out again, Eddy, et moi dimanche Jeanfi, Stéphane dans une semaine et Irène. ça sent la fin. On vannes est, c'est une fatigue agréable, la pression s'est dissipée gentiment.
Plus de photos a venir.
Kisses.
CR
was a party. We played two hours or more. Some 130 people. It was strong to see the people in front of the stage and vertical scaffolding in banks. We enjoy the decoration of the part Joe and Marcelo have these days in the workshop. That is a track round to the front stage and a podium with three levels of blue-white-red background in the theater. We stole a little of the clothing company. Stéphane suit was perfect hat-slipper-fifties. Cassandra, who films the company, came to help Irene to record the show. Their images were projected simultaneously on different screens placed in the four corners of the theater.
started with seven or eight songs from the common repertoire, this huge space, with our guys relayed on screens, like MTV tropical. Moving version of "Mon bel amant du Berry 'and' prick 'Crooner with a total Stephane evolving into the theater with the ease of the big day. And we invite
Ze singing with us.
was like a hole in Spacio-temporal cosmos. He wanted to sing the Brazilian version of "J'attendrai" by Jean Sablon. I had been told that it was the same structure as the French version.
was not the case.
We are all prepared on stage, Ze is opposite us on the floor and make signs, asking to change color three times, then asks you to stop and play the piano alone in an amazing version of free style, like a blues sputtering John Lee Hooker. There is another show, it's still show but in another dimension. OK. Regrouped with the next song, the text of Stéphane 'Moissonner et BATTRE', he declaimed with Joe on our improvisations that, thanks to Leticia and wins, including the public. We were a strange sort of collective machine. A trance sometimes laborious, sometimes breathtaking, and the voice of Joe, founder of the Brazilian theater, which resonates in your home, here in São Paulo.
Then a small set of Tante Hortense, followed by a small set of Revista do Samba. The public, voluntary and curious, is getting hot. At this point, we started the samba "Rio de Janvier" (which will be disk), I clarify with my Portuguese as a vacillating blues of John Lee Hooker that we do a visual simultaneous translation of the song. As the band plays, and I stayed in Mjo podiums to make a fool choreography based on samba for tourists and abused imitations that followed the events of the song. At this point, we occupied all the space and it was like a sign that marked the beginning of the feast, the crowd started to come down to dance with us, and groaning when the song finally ended. A public avez stopped, we played the last two songs provided, "La Vache" and "La Revolution" in a festive atmosphere. Eddy ended with two strings of its chips, which added to the initial arrangement of some riffs Ligeti perfect. Of course it was impossible to finish well, the show is stretched a little, the guests paraded on stage for about forty minutes. Brazilians Beto, Victor and Leticia knew very well how to lead people, the relationship with the public is necessarily very different from what we know in France. I will try to talk about this in a future post.
Wow, what a night.
Today we are again in the studio of Paul, one last time to finish the overdubs that we absolutely must do here. That Paul is top notch. Mjo go away tomorrow. Eddy, Jean-Phi and I on Sunday, Stephane Irene and hence a semana. O fim is approximately. Cansadissimos estamos, mas é um cansaço Gostoso, a pressão aos poucos desvaneceu. But
fotos em breve.
Beijos.
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